Group Sex(2)

They say that University is the best time in your life to experiment and push the boundaries. I left Uni earlier this year and can safely say that I made the most of that experimentation. Of course, learning about life isn’t just about sex, but to neglect that aspect would have been a missed opportunity. Having now left, I realise that I have changed and take a different view of...Read On

It was one of those almost unbearably hot July nights in Las Vegas. The air-con was blown and I was sleeping naked on my front in the hope of staying cool. I was dreaming, and oh what a dream. Before I was married I had enjoyed myself to the full, living the party life and making the most of what the good men of Las Vegas had to offer; one at a time, and sometimes, perhaps, more than one. ...Read On

Lesbian(2)

I hope you read about Ffion and Zara, the married lesbians you probably guessed that this was a fictional tale, but a naughty idea that just might happen one day. What happened below, however, is true, and all the hotter for that. I’ll let Ffion take up the story … At the beginning of this summer, I was working a lot in the city where I live, and I made a habit of taking lunch in the...Read On

Where do I start with this one? Perhaps a bit of background would help, but not too much, as I know you want to get to the ‘good bits’ and, to be honest, so do I. My name is Zara and I’m married to a quite gorgeous girl called Ffion. Yup, we are a lesbian married couple and both proud and happy with that status. On top of that, we both have very strong sex drives and revel in each...Read On

Wife Lovers(2)

Here I am, driving round the M25 with my target being a rather swanky hotel somewhere in deepest Suffolk. What on earth am I thinking of? My wife is away with her sister on a short holiday and I’m risking everything to meet up with someone I’ve only ever chatted to via Lit. Am I mad? Time will tell. I first started chatting to Sarah in February last year when she posted her first, and sadly...Read On

It's Saturday and one of those wonderful mornings when I awake gently with the realisation that I have no commitments, nothing I have to do, and am alone for once. My husband Tom has gone to play golf and I had heard another car leave with Beth, the beautiful university student lodging with us for a while until she finds digs, off with her boyfriend for the weekend. I am alone. It is rare...Read On